Karaoké Black Coffee Ella Fitzgerald

I'm feeling mighty lonesome haven't slept a wink

I walk the floor and watch the door

And in between I drink black coffee love's a hand me down brew

I'll never know a sunday in this weekday room

I'm talking to the shadows one o'clock to four

And Lord how slow the moments go

When all I do is pour black coffee since the blues caught my eye

I'm hanging out on monday my sunday dreams to dry

Now a man is born to go a lovin'

A woman's born to weep and fret

To stay at home and tend her oven

And drown her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes

I'm moonin' all the morning mournin' all the night and in between it's nicotine

And not much heart to fight black coffee feelin' low as the ground

It's driving me crazy this waiting for my baby to maybe come around

My nerves have gone to pieces my hair is turning gray

All I do is drink black coffee since my man's gone away